Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimps, and shrimps eat soil.

Now, as Yaerjiang'a and Yuzhu fight, the real pain is the third-class guards who were led by Yuzhu to the door of the minister's room.

To be honest, even if they were not from Yaerjiang'a, Yuzhu would still do this.

In this deep palace, the best way to protect yourself is to die as a Taoist friend rather than as a poor Taoist!

To put it bluntly, these third-class guards are all just passers-by who have nothing to do with Yuzhu.

Who are they? Why should Yuzhu risk his life to help them?

If your heart is not ruthless and your hands are not vicious, how can you hold great power?

Palace battles have always been filled with heads and rivers of blood, so it’s not unusual at all!

"You..." Yarjiang'a also calculated the situation of the struggle. He was not sure of victory, and he couldn't help but tremble with anger.

Yuzhu is not stupid. If he doesn't go in, that's the overall situation. He will ignore him if he insults or accuses the prince excessively and goes all the way!

Therefore, Yuzhu just lowered his head, put his hand on the handle of the knife, looked down at the ground, and said nothing.

At this moment, dull laughter suddenly came from the door of the minister's room.

As soon as Yuzhu heard this familiar laughter, he immediately understood everything. He quickly knelt down and said respectfully: "I shouldn't have bumped into my superior. I have made a serious mistake. Please be punished by the emperor!"

Yaerjiang'a took another slow beat. After he understood what was going on, he quickly opened the cuffs of the horse's hoof, stabbed it down, and said respectfully: "Slave Yaerjiang, I would like to greet you."

You don't have to kneel when you meet the emperor. This is not only a reflection of the respectable status of the iron-hatted prince, but also one of the sources of jealousy.

On the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers?

All the ministers knelt down, but the Iron Hat Prince was an exception. Think about it, no matter who becomes the emperor, he will feel uncomfortable in his heart.

"Hold the lantern!" Accompanied by Wei Zhu's unique voice of a male duck, the door inside and outside the minister's room was illuminated by dense lantern light almost in the blink of an eye, as bright as day.
Chapter completed!